Wen Xishu's guess had been right. Clara was the Ruinbringer.
And as a Ruinbringer, she had a rather striking face and a natural talent for toying with others.
Clara had an excellent memory, good enough to remember every card in her hand.
She knew everyone in the casino inside out, along with the role each pawn currently played.
In her plan, the assassins would soon do something so foolish that it would change their destinies forever.
She had investigated every assassination target with painstaking care.
Even the assassins had no idea who their targets truly were, or what consequences killing them would bring.
And even big names like Von Neumann and Reno could never trace it back to her. Even if they did, it would not matter.
She would simply start the next loop.
True, Clara would amount to nothing in the future Three Towers War. In fact, Ruinbringers had no future to speak of.
But they possessed an endless present.
Clara was a variable. Ruinbringers were variables.
But Wen Xishu understood one thing very well: that only made Ruinbringers more afraid of variables, more afraid of outsiders appearing on their little patch of turf.
The moment Wen Xishu walked into the Gambling Club, he caught Clara's attention.
A dozen or so men and women were exchanging tricks of deception, but Clara immediately spotted... a pawn that had strayed from its post.
Ethan!
Of course she knew Ethan was a programmer, an exceptionally skilled hacker. But his personality flaws made it difficult for him to leave his room, let alone make friends.
In Clara's eyes, every pawn had some degree of "fluctuation," but Ethan's should have been the smallest.
Why would someone like him show up here?
Clara loved creating variables, but when one appeared beside her, her instinctive response